It's like a playground/ we're a couple of kids./ Exchanging grins/ your attention seems to be on me./ Or at least that's what I'm imagining.
Lucie Silvas – ‘Sinking In’
Catherine wasn’t sure exactly how she tripped on the slope but she was sure of one thing she was glad that Warrick was there to save, to hold her while she re-established her footing.
As strong as Warwick’s hold on her was she couldn’t help but feel as though she was sinking in to those intense brown eyes. Into something that with him was tangible and real.
She didn’t want this end but she couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was watching them from street level.
She was right. A construction worker with time on his hands was watching them.